Sabbath Psalm 1
Sabbath Psalm 1
(from the song, “Till You’re All I See”)
Seconds slip right through my hands. Hard to hold as grains of sand. Dust to dust the life of man: what’s it really for? The only things of consequence are seconds when I catch a glimpse—of Heaven in the present tense: a glimpse of what’s in store.
Till You’re all I see. All to me. Till the walls of faith give way. Till you’re all I see. All to me. Till You call me home to stay.
The preacher says I’ll get a crown. Be dressed inside a kingly gown. And then I’ll throw my trophies down before your worthy feet. But I don’t want a crown of gold. It wasn’t gold that bought my soul. Just let my eyes at last behold the eyes that pitied me!
Till You’re all I see. All to me. Till the walls of faith give way. Till You’re all I see. All to me. Till You call me home to stay.